All Chapters of The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer!: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

I followed Soren's gaze to the heroic piece of clothing, now as charred as charcoal. A wave of fear rushed over me again. If that thing hit my face—or worse, Soren's head..."Sol? Where is she?""S-She was here!" I stammered, shaking. "Oh no, did she get any on her?!"The bathroom was crowded, and several people were injured. I started running toward it.As I had feared, some of the acid had splashed onto the back of Soleil's hand. She was holding it under running water.I stared at the red spots and guilt crashed over me. "Are you okay? We need to get you to a doctor!""It's fine. I checked online. For something this small, you just need to flush the affected area with running water for 15 to 30 minutes," she said calmly.I wasn't reassured. All of this had happened because of me. I could apologize and make it up to everyone else, but if anything happened to Soleil... How could I face Soren and the Kenways?"Let's go to the hospital together. Your brother is coming as well."

Soren's voice turned cold and severe, authoritative, as though addressing a plebeian.I had no idea what Edward said in response, but Soren cut him off, "Save your breath for my lawyer."My request is simple: do not harass my girlfriend again. We work in the same industries and run in the same circles. Respect my wishes, and I'll respect your livelihood."If you want to burn this last bridge of goodwill, though… I'm happy to grant your wish."My heart raced. I looked up at him, startled. This was the first time I had ever heard him openly threaten someone.Edith's antics had clearly angered him.I was still reeling from the shock when he returned the phone to me. His eyes were fixed on me, calm but intense. "You want me to stay out of this, but I'm sure you can tell… that's impossible now."I nodded. "Yeah, I thought things would finally settle down after the case was closed. I didn't expect Edith to become so… extreme."Soleil sensed the tension and tried to ease it. "Well, Re

We were only a few feet apart, but it felt like an uncrossable chasm between us.That was when I realized Edith had made the right move. She hadn't inflicted any physical harm on me—she'd damaged the Kenways' opinion of me.Maybe Lisbeth now saw me as more trouble than I was worth.Soren waved and beckoned me to the car after his call.I stayed put. "Go home soon, Soren. I'll take an Uber."Sending me home and then back to the Kenway residence would take two hours, but Lisbeth might still be waiting for him at home.Soren's expression darkened slightly. "I'm not in a hurry. I'll send you home.""I'm really fine," I insisted again, nudging him toward the car. "Go."His displeasure deepened. This time, he simply picked me up and put me in the car, whether I wanted it or not.Halfway into our journey, his phone rang.I glanced at the screen—it was his grandfather.Shit. Even his grandfather knew now."Hello? Yes. I'm on my way. Half an hour, minimum. Yeah, I'll do my best to b

I met Soren's gaze directly.The morning light streamed through the window and settled on his eyes. His pupils caught the light, reflecting it like pearls. His smile was warm and sunny, and his throat was irresistibly seductive.I felt both warm and fuzzy, moved and uneasy.Before I could stop myself, the words tumbled out. "What will you do if your grandfather is against us being together?"So many things had suggested that his grandfather might be the obstacle between us. I'd been thinking about it for days, but I still couldn't come up with a plan to change his mind.Soren laughed as if the thought didn't bother him at all. Instead, he asked, "What would you do? Are you going to break up with me immediately?"I couldn't bring myself to answer yes.He pinched my cheek with the hand he'd used to pat my head—almost like a warning. "Don't even think about it, Taylor! I won't agree to it!""But what will you do? Go against your family?" I countered.I knew the Kenways were a lov

Lisbeth looked a little surprised. "Huh? If that's the case, then I guess there's no problem after all."I shot a knowing look at Soren. He understood and stood. "Mom, Taylor and I are going to visit Grandpa. We'll be back for lunch.""Sure thing."Soleil jumped up cheerfully, ready to follow, but Lisbeth stopped her. "You just saw him this morning! Come back, Sol. You really should learn to be more demure by now!"Soleil pouted and returned to the couch.Soren reached for my hand, but I frowned at him.It wasn't until we left the house that he took my hand and whispered, "Why are you embarrassed? It's just holding hands.""Not in front of your mom!""Why not?"I gave him a teasing look. "Do you know that moms have a special protective instinct toward their sons? They really don't like seeing their boy getting all handsy with his girlfriend."Mothers often fought with their daughters-in-law over this very thing—jealous of seeing their sons "taken away" by someone else. Sore